Leaping off the Grid

It's my birthday in 3 days and I'm off for a weeks vacation.
My birthday present to myself is to use this time away to LEAP off the grid.

I'm going to bring poetry books, a sketch pad, and my beloved journal.
No computer in sight. My cell phone will be on silent retreat. Not hooking up to wifi no way, no how.

I'm leaving my therapist self behind and curling up with the me that is left when I step out of that role.

Of course the idea of this experiment makes me have a powerful felt-sense of how attached I am to these portals of communication; how identified I am with my role as a therapist.

As I'm LEAPING - I leave you with this poem....

Sonnets to Orpheus, Part One, IV
You who let yourselves feel: enter the breathing
that is more than your own.
Let it brush your cheeks
as it divides and rejoins beside you.

Blessed ones, whole ones,
you where the heart begins
You are the bow that shoots the arrows
and you are the target.

Fear not the pain. Let its weight fall back
onto the earth;
for heavy are the mountains, heavy the seas.

The trees you planted in childhood have  grown
too heavy.  You cannot bring them along.
Give yourself to the air,  to what you cannot hold.
        Rainer Maria Rilke  
(from In Praise of Mortality, translated by Anita Barrows and Joanna Macy)

I invite you to leap out of a role that you can't imagine being without; one which has defined your sense of purpose and meaning in life  - even for an afternoon or day. Open the back gate of your psyche 'give yourself to the air, to what you cannot hold' - and see what happens.



  1. What a great poem to read just now as my husband is taking our 1-yr-old out of town one day this weekend in order to give me a free day to myself. I've been wracking my brain over what to do with myself, by myself... catch up on work? hike? lay around in the sun? visit an old friend? what?? Perhaps just stepping out of "Mommy" for the day fits the bill.


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